Do you have a boyfriend

"Don't try to pry the corner of the wall!" Tong Yihang actually panicked and even tried to act viciously.

"This time it's just a warning! If I hear any more news, I'll go to your hospital and report you! You'll never want to be a doctor again in your life!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone with a "snap".

The busy beep sounded, and Lu Zhao paused for two seconds to remove the phone and called his subordinates: "Check this number."

His face was the same, but the blue veins on the back of his hands were faintly exposed, and his fingertips were clenched white.

Yesterday Song Chuman said he was going to sleep, but he didn't reply to the message again. Tong Yihang put down his phone, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He is often busy with work, so he doesn't chat with Song Chuman much, and he doesn't know much. He only remembers that Lu Zhao took Song Chuman to the Lantern Festival, and this time, because the Song family came, Song Chuman stayed with him. into your own home.

I didn't think it before, but now these two things seem to be intentional by Lu Zhao.

Tong Yihang knew the name of Song Chuman's hospital. He jumped up with huge dark circles under his eyes, searched the Internet, and found Lu Zhao's phone number on the hospital's official website.

He didn't believe that Lu Zhao would really resign, but now he is more certain of his judgment that Lu Zhao is a bad person with bad intentions.

Song Chuman is introverted and doesn't like to meet people. Simply put, he is innocent and easily deceived.

That's why he made this call, wanting to "chat" with Lu Zhao.

After hanging up the phone, Tong Yihang felt that he should have performed well.

He didn't do too much, but if Lu Zhao dared to pester Song Chuman again, he would definitely make him unable to survive in the industry!

After finishing, Tong Yihang excitedly sent a message to Song Chuman.

[Guarding the best man sauce in the world]: Azai, don't worry, I won't let anyone bully you!

Song Chuman didn't see the news until the next day.

[An]: ... What's your name.

Tong Yihang happened to be online, so he hurried to claim credit.

[Guarding the best man sauce in the world]: What's the matter, isn't it nice?

[Guarding the best man sauce in the world]: Cough, I talked to Lu Zhao, he probably won't dare to come to you again in the future.

Song Chuman looked dull, he flipped through the previous chat records, and found no missing news.

[An]: What are you talking about?

So Tong Yihang told him about calling Lu Zhao.

Song Chuman was both moved and helpless. Lu Zhao had indeed resigned, and he did not lie to him on this point.

The hospital called him, asked him about changing the psychiatrist, and apologized to him repeatedly, but did not mention Lu Zhao at all.

Song Chuman didn't think much about it. He agreed to the hospital's proposal and chose a new doctor at random. The time to meet him has yet to be decided.

Unlike when Zhao Qi left, although he didn't want to see him very much, he didn't feel repulsed.

Perhaps because Lu Zhao had such a deep influence on him, he subconsciously felt that the new doctor would be like Lu Zhao.

But that is no longer possible.

[An]: Thank you, don't worry about me, don't bother with this matter.

[Guarding the best man sauce in the world]: Why! ! !

[An]: Also, change the name.

[Guarding the best man sauce in the world]: ... Hey.

Tong Yihang was so sleepy that he didn't have time to ask Song Chuman, halfway through the name change, the phone "clicked" and fell asleep.

He told Song Chuman exactly what he said to Lu Zhao.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything strange, but Song Chuman still had to explain to Lu Zhao.

He called Lu Zhao, but no one answered.

Maybe he was busy, Song Chuman stopped calling, took the cat food and went downstairs to feed the cat.

After he came back, Xiao Zhang stopped coming, and when he reappeared after disappearing for so long, the stray cats reacted strongly, the orange cat even rubbed against his leg, Song Chuman was flattered.

Going around a building, Song Chuman walked towards a familiar corner, unconsciously looking at the bushes not far away on the way.

The shrubs over there are seldom taken care of, and they grow taller than people. A few trees are planted crookedly in front, and at a glance, there are only leaves.

He retracted his gaze, squatted down and arranged the small bowl and cat food one by one.

In the blind spot where he couldn't see, Lu Zhao stood behind the bushes, watching him quietly.

He knew that Song Chuman would go downstairs to feed the cat at this time, so he waited here specially, wanting to take a secret look at him.

The mobile phone in Lu Zhao's hand was still on, and it was Song Chuman's missed call.

He didn't want to pick it up, and he couldn't appear in front of Song Chuman, he was afraid that he would lose control and be noticed by Song Chuman.

The person who called him that day was most likely that mysterious boyfriend.

It turned out that he was abroad, with a long distance and time difference. No wonder he never saw anyone, and he didn't have much contact with Song Chuman.

full cubs...

This title represented the intimacy between Song Chuman and others. When he silently said these two words, his heart seemed to be crushed and he couldn't breathe.

There was someone who could call him that, hug him, kiss him.

Lu Zhao was so jealous that he couldn't help but wanted to do something, and finally came here.

He took out the cigarette in his pocket and lit it, and the smoke drifted upward until it disappeared.

Song Chuman finished feeding the cat and went upstairs with his things.

Lu Zhao quietly followed him to the side of the unit building, heard the footsteps gradually getting smaller, and presumably entered the house.

Before he finished smoking, Song Chuman called again.

This time Lu Zhao picked it up.

"First full?"

His voice was the same as usual, Song Chuman asked him: "Were you busy just now?"

"Well," Lu Zhao threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, "I'm not busy now, do you need me?"

Song Chuman leaned against the window sill with his mobile phone, and said in embarrassment, "Two days ago... did someone call you?"

Lu Zhao's tone remained unchanged: "There is one, he told me to stay away from you."

Song Chuman was even more embarrassed, and quickly explained: "He is my friend, because he is worried about me...don't worry..."

Tong Yihang did it for his own good, for fear that he would be bullied, but Lu Zhao...

Even though Tong Yihang hates Lu Zhao, he is the one who has the most contact with Lu Zhao, and the feelings he gets along with cannot deceive anyone.

"Friend?" Lu Zhao interrupted him: "Or boyfriend?"

He actually misunderstood, Song Chuman was suffocated.

"Chuman," Lu Zhao lit another cigarette, with suppressed emotions hidden in his words: "You said, we will break up."

He lived in an environment envied by outsiders since he was a child. He is a typical "other people's" child. He also has a pair of parents who are very affectionate, although his love is just an appearance for others to see.

But he is generally smooth, when has he ever felt this kind of aggrieved.

He admitted that at the beginning he approached Song Chuman intentionally, but now he is said to be "knocking on the corner of the wall", as if exposing all the dark sides of contempt to the sun.

What did Song Chuman think?

"I……"

Why does Song Chuman feel that this sounds like saying...he is a scumbag?

He leaned his back against the windowpane and said bravely, "I didn't lie to you."

The current relationship between him and Lu Zhao seems to be as if he agreed to be with Lu Zhao as long as he said that he had broken up.

Song Chuman sighed inaudibly: "Don't worry about what my friend said...he is really my friend."

A gust of wind blew outside, the other side of the window was not closed, a length of curtain was carried out of the window, Song Chuman went over and pulled it in with his hand.

Today the sun was strong and the wind was strong. Song Chuman leaned out with half of his body, and accidentally saw a figure downstairs.

There was no eaves to cover this side, and the figure was leaning against the wall at the slant below. Song Chuman looked a bit like Lu Zhao.

He remembered that Lu Zhao also had a similar black coat, but he was too far away to see his face clearly.

Before the phone hung up, Song Chuman subconsciously asked, "Are you downstairs?"

The figure didn't move, Lu Zhao was quiet on the other end of the phone for a moment, and said, "No."

Song Chuman said "Oh", and closed the window a little: "Then you are busy, I will hang up first."

"Well," Lu Zhao responded, "I'm going to make stewed beef tomorrow, can I send you a copy?"

Song Chuman just wanted to say no trouble, but Lu Zhao stepped forward: "See you tomorrow."

After speaking, he hung up the phone first.

The wind had already stopped, and Song Chuman returned to the sofa in the living room, inexplicably wanting to go downstairs to have a look.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that that person resembled Lu Zhao. Song Chuman couldn't sit still, and quietly opened the door.

When he got downstairs, the figure had disappeared.

Song Chuman walked around the unit building without seeing anyone.

Could it be that he just misread it?In broad daylight, Song Chuman felt a chill run down his spine, and hurried upstairs to close the door.

**

On the afternoon of the second day, Lu Zhao really called and said that the beef was ready and he wanted to send him a copy.

"If you want, I can still pick you up to eat." Lu Zhao's voice was no longer as dull as it was yesterday. He was talking and "meowed" on the other end of the phone.

Song Chuman hesitated: "No..."

He really misses Mianmian, but he can't hold it after returning home, and the cats in the neighborhood have returned to their former aloofness and won't let him touch them.

Hearing his tone, Lu Zhao stepped back and said, "Then I'll send it to you."

Song Chuman was a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse: "You can just eat it yourself, you don't need to trouble yourself, I can do it myself..."

In the two days since he came back, he didn't see Cao Yuan's people again, and there were no more harassing calls. The other party might have really returned to D city.

His life is back to normal, but the flower shop is planning to wait a while before reopening.

"No trouble," Lu Zhao insisted, with a soft voice: "I like you, shouldn't I be nice to you?"

is that so?Song Chuman was faintly shaken when he heard this.

Because of his personality, he looks cold to outsiders. Even if he is approached by someone, he will not have any development with the other party in the future, let alone be pursued.

In his impression, apart from his childhood brother and Tong Yihang, the only people who treated him well were Lu Zhao.

And now, the former two are not by his side.

Song Chuman plucked up his courage: "Okay, thank you."

Lu Zhao came quickly, cut the beef and put it in an insulated box. He didn't enter the house, but stood outside the door and handed it to Song Chuman.

In the corridor, even in the daytime, the vision was dim, and the light on the top was not working properly, and it flickered a few times and went out.

Song Chuman took the thermos box, Lu Zhao took half a step back, his face was hidden in the darkness and he couldn't see clearly: "Reheat it before eating."

He had no intention of entering the house, he was about to leave just after handing it over, and the feeling of a scumbag in Song Chuman's heart came out again.

Before Lu Zhao left, he opened his arms slightly: "Chuman, can you give me a hug?"

This request came inexplicably, his words were begging, low and light, and the tail sound dissipated in the corridor.

Song Chuman noticed that Lu Zhao seemed to be in a bad mood.

He was still holding the heat preservation box in his hand, and stepped out in a strange way.

Lu Zhao stepped forward and hugged him tightly, sighing contentedly.

Song Chuman's waist and back were imprisoned, and Lu Zhao's palms were slowly rubbing against each other. He felt hot even though he was wearing thick clothes.

Lu Zhao moved, and his lips touched his earlobe, as if kissing the skin there deliberately.

Song Chuman's body trembled, and he tilted his head and struggled slightly: "Is it okay..."

Hearing this, Lu Zhao hugged you even tighter, and suddenly asked, "Has he ever hugged you like this?"

Song Chuman was stunned: "What?"

"Your boyfriend, has he ever hugged you like I did?" Lu Zhao repeated, the suppressed sourness and desire came out from between his teeth.

Song Chuman was still holding something in his hand, and pushed him with the other hand: "...you let me go first."

Lu Zhao let go, and the lights in the corridor suddenly turned on again at this moment.

The expressions of the two were unobstructed. Song Chu's face was very red, his eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and he looked over in a panic.

In contrast, Lu Zhao was much calmer. He raised his hand to touch the corners of Song Chuman's eyes, and wiped away any traces of moisture: "Go in."

It doesn't matter what the answer is, no matter what happened to Song Chuman before, it will only belong to him in the future.

Lu Zhao took a deep look at Song Chuman, turned around and went downstairs to leave.

Song Chuman rubbed the corners of his eyes that he touched just now, carried the insulation box into the room and closed the door.

The beef was put in the refrigerator. Song Chuman regretted being soft-hearted to Lu Zhao and letting him hug him once, but when he looked at the insulated box, he felt like a scumbag.

He took out his phone and wanted to send Tong Yihang a message, but he silently deleted it halfway through typing.

Tong Yihang hated Lu Zhao and would only keep him away, but he couldn't be cruel.

Besides, Lu Zhao... He may have fallen in love with him later, and he also left the job immediately.

Song Chuman took out the insulation box again, opened the lid and tasted a little.

**

Tong Yihang later asked about Lu Zhao's situation.

[No appointment during Chinese New Year]: Has the surname Lu ever come to see you?

Song Chu replied with a guilty conscience.

[An]: No.

[No appointment during Chinese New Year]: That's good, but what about your psychiatrist?Want to change again?Can't that hospital take some responsibility?

[An]: The hospital said that my future treatment fees will be free.

In fact, he was a little puzzled, the hospital would do this, really just because he changed psychiatrists in succession?

But the person who called him didn't mention Lu Zhao at all. He asked a question, and the other party directly bypassed the topic.

Tong Yihang didn't think too much about it.

[No appointment during Chinese New Year]: This is almost the same!Barely forgive them.

The hospital called in the afternoon, wanting to arrange a time for Song Chuman to meet the new doctor in advance.

Song Chuman hesitated, and finally decided on the weekend after the winter solstice.

The person in charge of contacting him in the hospital hesitated, and said cautiously: "Is it too late? Don't worry, we don't have holidays during the winter solstice. You can come anytime."

"I have something to do during the winter solstice," Song Chuman refused, "That's it."

He was very persistent, and the people in the hospital didn't ask any more questions, saying that they would definitely take care of it for him.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Lu Zhao called.

"The hospital said that you have already set a time," he asked Song Chuman, "when will I come to pick you up to the hospital?"

Song Chuman was surprised that he was so well informed, and it was still early: "Didn't you resign?"

"I can accompany you even if I resign," Lu Zhao said, "I can wait outside for you to come out."

Song Chuman leaned his head back on the sofa chair, slowly slid down, and replied vaguely: "Mmm..."

Recently, Lu Zhao called or sent him messages every day, and occasionally sent him some homemade dishes.

Lu Zhao didn't ask any more questions about whether they broke up or not, and just pretended that that person didn't exist.

He didn't ask, but Song Chuman was too embarrassed to bring it up.

"Do you want to go out for a walk at night?" Lu Zhao chatted with him for a few words and asked, "I want to see you."

The weather has been getting worse and worse recently, and Song Chu's face is full of confusion: "It's...too cold at night."

Lu Zhao didn't care, and asked again: "What about the winter solstice? Shall I take you out to play? Let's go during the day."

Song Chuman seldom goes out to play, and he is a little excited, but the winter solstice...

He faltered and said: "The winter solstice can't... I have something to do."

"what's up?"

Lu Zhao asked him, but he was unwilling to say.

Recently, the only thing Song Chuman kept from him was the bag of fungi, and Lu Zhao had a guess in his heart.

"Okay," Lu Zhao urged, "Don't do dangerous things, remember to call me, I can come to accompany you anytime."

Song Chuman was quiet for a while, and responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Part of the fungus was detained by Lu Zhao, and he must know what it was used for.

It would be more at ease if Lu Zhao came to accompany him...

On the day of the winter solstice, Song Chuman got up early in the morning.

When Xiao Zhang bought the mushrooms for him, he said that this is the mildest poisonous one, and it should not be eaten raw or overcooked, otherwise the toxicity will disappear.

Song Chuman directly steamed it in the wok, guessing that it was almost time, so he turned off the fire and brought it out.

There were only a few pieces of fungi, and he tore them off with chopsticks and put them into his mouth.

Not good, he forgot to add salt.

There was no special taste or feeling to eat, so he simply ate it all and went to wash off the tableware.

About half an hour later, Song Chuman was sitting on the sofa watching TV, feeling dizzy for a while.

The TV screen that was playing became extremely distorted, and Song Chuman was startled.

This was different from Song Chuman's expectation. He turned off the TV and looked around with wide eyes.

He thought that plate of fungus was useless, or he overcooked it and lost its toxicity, but in the end it really poisoned him.

Only then did he feel scared and fumbled for his phone on the sofa.

The first one in the call record is Lu Zhao. Song Chuman called, and Lu Zhao answered almost instantly: "Chuman?"

Hearing his voice, Song Chuman heaved a sigh of relief, put his forehead on his knees, and said in a muffled voice, "Can you come here?"

Lu Zhao was downstairs.

He planned to contact Song Chuman after a while, and if there was anything unusual, he would go straight up.

Now Song Chuman took the initiative to call, and he immediately went upstairs.

Song Chuman hadn't hung up the phone for a minute before there was a knock on the door.

Why is Lu Zhao so fast?

Still sane, he leaned on the wall and walked over, pawing at the door to see who it was through the peephole.

Lu Zhao knocked twice and called out, "Chuman?"

This time Song Chuman heard his voice, and asked softly inside the door: "Is it really you?"

Lu Zhao said patiently: "It's me, I just happened to come to you."

The door lock made a slight sound, and then it was unlocked with a "click", and Lu Zhao opened the door.

Song Chuman lost his support and threw himself into Lu Zhao's arms.

He couldn't see clearly, so he could only bury himself in Lu Zhao's neck and sniff, the tip of his nose touched the warm skin, full of familiar breath.

Lu Zhao hugged Song Chuman and closed the door with his backhand, then pushed back his forehead hair: "Chuman, do you still recognize me?"

Song Chuman confirmed that it was this person, completely relaxed, and rubbed his hand: "Doctor Lu."

The author has something to say: [! ! ! ] Eating poisonous food is dangerous behavior, please do not try it

I entered qaq in the next chapter, and because the electricity was cut off all afternoon today... Chapter V will probably be released very late, everyone, let’s get up tomorrow morning and read it.

Thanks in advance dads qaq

感谢在2020-11-0722:57:05~2020-11-0823:07:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Knock everywhere, Nianan 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 18 bottles of Yangchun white cod; 3 bottles of me, 2 bottles of me; 1 bottles of random ghost b; [-] bottle of elk and deer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!